Rosane 2 lyrics

[Intro: Ricky Bascom]
Ricky
Bow down, b*tch
Ricky, Ricky!

[Verse 1: Ricky Bascom]
Can't f*ck with you smokin' cigarettes, Rosanne
Open that damn b*tch open like a can (b*tch)
Ricky's at the top, boy, don't need a plan (Ricky)
Boy, you [?] ready, you are not a man
This kid in the convo' said he hates Rick
Go to his page, look like a 2K fake
These b*tches do what I say, on command
I trap so hard, they thought I was trans'
She (Boo), don't (Yah), want (Nah), di*k (Yeah)
She (Yeah), only (Yeah), want, Rick (Rick)
You don't got no money, you don't got no digits
She want all my babies, she want all my Rick-lets
You scrollin' on Insta', your bank is on zero
I like my b*tch, but she like Ben Shapiro (Ricky)
I f*ck that b*tch just like a whore, she suck my di*k just like a whore
I f*ck that b*tch just like a whore, she suck my di*k just like a whore
I f*ck that b*tch just like a whore, she suck my di*k just like a whore
I f*ck that b*tch just like a whore, she suck my di*k just like a whore
Every day I put my protein in the blender (Ricky)
These men are too damn feminine, I made my own gender (Rick)
[Chours: Sad Frosty & Ricky Bascom]
These lames, they be talkin' and runnin' they mouth
You broke and you [?] and you sleep on the couch
What, what, what? Ricky! (Skrrt)
These rappers, they lame, and they music a joke
See a lil' thot, so I gave her the stroke (b*tch, b*tch, b*tch)
Call up [?] money, you know he gon' [?] (Ricky, Ricky, Ricky)
I run up them views so I never go broke
I kicked that b*tch out 'cause he breath, it was gross (Ricky)
Don't say, "No drinking," I don't do the smoke
Frosty on blow, when my pee look like coke (Thot)
Huh? (What?)
(Ricky)
What? What the f*ck?
Said, "Frosty be on blow, when my pee look like coke"

[Verse 3: Ricky Bascom]
I'm f*ckin' that b*tch and my nut look like coke
All these people used to think I was a joke (Ricky)
I nut in her thrid eye, guess that b*tch it woke
I'm strokin' that b*tch, made her have a stroke
Ricky, Ricky, Ricky, Ricky
And these people hold me up, just like the Pope
I ain't scared of no hurricane, that sh*t a hoax
And b*tch, I'm a leader, let me drive the boat
Ricky, Ricky, Ricky
Back in my videos, used to wear clothes
[?]'s a b*tch, I'll give her a choke
This [?] a Rick, this ain't no [?]
b*tch, it's 2020, you still smokin' weed? (Ricky)
b*tch, my success is guarenteed
[Chours: Sad Frosty & Ricky Bascom]
These lames, they be talkin' and runnin' they mouth (Turn it up)
You broke and you [?] and you sleep on the couch (Ricky)
What, what, what? (Ricky, Ricky, Ricky, Skrrt)
These rappers, they lame, and they music a joke
See a lil' thot, so I gave her the stroke (b*tch, b*tch, b*tch)
Call up [?] money, you know he gon' [?] (Ricky, Ricky, Ricky, Ricky, Ricky)
I run up them views so I never go broke
I kicked that b*tch out 'cause he breath, it was gross
Don't say, "No drinking," I don't do the smoke (Ricky)
Frosty on blow, when my pee look like Coke (Thot)
Huh? (What?)
(Ricky, Ricky, Ricky)
What? What the f*ck? (Ricky, Ricky, Ricky)
Said, "Frosty be on blow, when my pee look like coke"

[Outro]
Ricky